Page 27 of Alien Breed


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“I can’t watch anymore,” I say.

“I’m sorry for showing you,” he mutters. “I wanted you to know what your people have done.”

My heart is flustered. “Can we go, now?”

But before he can react, his head jerks toward the hallway. His lips twitch, showing sharp teeth.

He turns off the display and whispers, “Someone’s here.”

I don’t hear a thing, but his ears twitch as if he can hear miles away. “What do we do?” I ask.

He grabs my arm and pulls me near him, searching. Together, we run through the hallway, past a series of rooms. We’re near the main hallway, but I can hear them now.

They’re close.

“Shit,” he curses.

We run and find a door that leads into a narrow compartment. As the footsteps grow louder, we hide.

Someone is coming.

The door creaks, and the light tap of a heel sends off all alarms in my body. They’re in the hallway.

They’re walking toward us. Their movements are slow and deliberate, as if they are doing this to torment us.

I’m terrified, and I’m cowering up against Turin’s chest again. Without thinking, I lean my forehead against his abdomen and clench my eyes shut.

In the center of the door is a small, rectangular window. Anyone can see inside if they look in our direction.

I’m freaked out. Nauseated and holding back tears, I bite my cheek to stay quiet.

The footsteps stop. Only for a moment.

Silence, spare the dripping noises coming from the damp ceilings.

But as soon as I calm, a sharp clicking noise issues from outside our door. It’s Zakar, the alien Turin has been hiding me from.

He grows louder, growling. Finally, he bellows out, “Turin!”

The urge to scream is too strong, but Turin is two steps ahead of me. Wrapping his massive palm around my mouth, he restrains the noise.

Zakar’s nose is going wild. He drops to sniff the floor, following our footsteps in the other direction. “I’ll find you,” he

growls.

Another voice interjects. “Turn around,” Fassbender says.

Tears run down my eyes. It’s hard to put into words, but when you’ve been lumped together on a ship, charging through space, it’s hard to grasp how someone can turn against the group.

This mission united us, but it’s apparent now that this mission was compromised from the start.

I suppose he was just a dishonest actor, trained for combat. Roy knew all along. Hugh was lucky enough to catch him.

We should have listened.

I can hear Zakar’s footsteps, but I don’t want to turn and look. In fact, when I open my eyes again, all I see is Turin’s massive body. All I feel are his biceps as he wraps his arms around me.

And despite the fear that wrecks my nerves, I feel good. I want him to ease my pain.

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